This post will immediately go into the Top 10 posts about Peterlee on the Internet, and No.1 of posts leading with a half-eaten bacon sandwich (very important, a sarnie not a bun in this Spoons).
Our campervan’s stove provides decent coffee, but for breakfast it’s got to be the nation’s
The bacon and flat white special in the Five Quarter gives me a chance to make the case for pretty new town Peterlee, and finally see a classic piece of UK abstract art (honest).
I got lost in the shopping centre, somehow getting Peterlee mixed up with Aldridge in my mind (separated at birth?) and parking 3 dead end roads away from Spoons.
Still, I got to see the entirety of the shopping centre at 9am before the hordes arrived.
But I had to clamber over the concrete as the footpaths ran out near the back of the multi storey.
Signs that say “No pedestrian entry” don’t deter retiredmartin. and I was soon at Club 3000, just like in Pulp’s less successful follow up single.
The beer garden isn’t the Five Quarter’s winning feature.
As with all 10 (ten!) Spoons I’ve been in, it’s the cheery welcome, security tape,
and compelling beer range that made this a GBG regular till recently.
In 2014 the beer range (£1.49 before voucher) was genuinely cutting edge. Some would say Doom Bar and Spitfire are.
Rather quieter than on my first trip, even with the appeal of the European Parliament to tempt the Old Boys back.
Refreshed, I headed towards the Castle Eden Dene and the art, and got unexpectedly lost in a wilderness behind the Constabulary.
A different world, and coupled with the coast toward Blackhall Rocks, enough to tempt anyone to the East Durham coast.
Eventually I made it through the fern and thistle to the Apollo Pavilion, Victor Pasmore’s gift to the culture hungry Sunny Blunts estate.
They’d actually wanted a statue of legendary music duo Peters and Lee, after whom the town is named, and set about a campaign of cultural vandalism akin to sticking that Newcastle shirt on the Angel of the North.
Well worth the visit, as no doubt is the better regarded Hearts of Oak.
Sadly, it wasn’t open at 10am on a Sunday.